Jiang Nanjun was willing to enter the private prison of the demon clan and exchanged himself for Feng Ni, but was rejected by Yun Qing, and his expression suddenly became extremely cold. He raised his tearful face, his cold gaze making her heart tremble.

"Okay, I'll do what I say! If you don't agree, you can find the cross trick yourself, and you will kill Shui Ling'er yourself, and Hugh will come to fight my idea again!"

"You...... Okay, you Jiangnan Zimo, you are a caged bird and pond fish, and you dare to be so crossy!" Yun Qing gritted his teeth, but he was so threatened that he had nothing to do, so he had to grit his teeth and agreed.

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The demon clan's private prison is difficult to tell where it is. I could hear the sound of the tide fighting in my ears, but I was stepping on the hard ground under my feet.

Jiang Nanjun's eyes were covered by a thick black cloth, and his hands were also tied with ropes and he couldn't move. Yun Qing was wearing a black silk cloak, his hood covering his face tightly, pulling the other end of the rope, leading him forward step by step.

Although his eyes could not see, he could still feel the cold wind blowing in his face, mixed with the stench of blood, making it difficult for him to breathe.

They seemed to be walking in a secret passage, and the echo of their empty footsteps was obvious. After walking for a long time, the kung fu of a pillar of incense had passed, and Yun Qing finally stopped and removed the blindfold from his face.

It was dark in front of me. Although his eyes had been blindfolded for a long time, even if he removed the black cloth, he would not need to make much effort to adjust to the light, because this prison could be regarded as airtight.

Although his eyes could not see much, his ears heard Yun Qing talking to people. Squinting closely, she was facing a demon soldier in uniform, with a silver medal shining around his waist and the word "caracal" engraved on it.

This silver medal, he looked familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, Fang remembered that in front of the Xuanyuan Ancient Tomb that day, the Jinshu Saint used to plant a false accusation against him, isn't it such a demon clan talisman!

I heard Yun Qing say to the demon soldiers: "I brought a felony today, you have to keep your eyes open and take care of him, don't let him escape!"

The demon soldier hurriedly agreed: "Yes, Ghost King!

Yun Qing pretended to be casual again: "The man and woman who were arrested last time were locked up in the Yinzhu Dan room, you go and release them." ”

"This ......" The demon soldier was stunned for a moment, and he had no idea, and said after a while: "The ghost king forgives the sin, if there is no order from the Southern Wind Holy Monarch, his subordinates will not dare to release people privately!"

Yun Qing was furious when he heard this, "Bold! It was the Holy Monarch who ordered me to exchange this prisoner for those two, how many heads do you have, dare to question the words of my Ghost King and the Holy Monarch?"

"Ah...... This ......" demon soldier was frightened like dust, but he was still hesitating.

Jiang Nanjun was afraid that time would change, so he gently tugged on the rope tied to his hand.

Yun Qing understood, took out a token with the word "South Wind" written on it from his sleeve, and shouted: "Seeing this token is like seeing the Holy Monarch, what are you still hesitating about? Be careful that I cut off your demon head and drink it!"

Although the demon soldiers were still hesitant, they were forced to do this, and they didn't dare to force it anymore when they saw the token, so they trembled and responded, "Yes", and quickly called the other two demon soldiers and sent them to release Feng Ni and the refining deer.

Jiang Nanjun finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

After these were done, the demon soldier pushed Jiang Nanjun into an iron cage.

In the darkness, he saw that the cage seemed to be made of jet-black black iron, with iron bars arranged closely, and countless barbs sticking out of each iron barb. The barbs glowed red, and it was believed that they had been stained with the blood of many innocent people.

Waiting for the demon soldiers to leave, Yun Qing said coldly: "Feng Ni has left, I don't want to find the cross trick, I'm afraid you won't be able to come out again." Today's incident is purely your voluntary mistake, don't regret it!"

With a wave of his long sleeves, Jiang Nanjun's eyes lit up, and an illusion appeared in front of him, and Feng Ni was being supported by the refining deer and flew to the clouds. After being imprisoned in this prison for too long, she had obviously become very weak, and the beautiful, glittering phoenix tail behind her was never seen again.

"Feng'er—"

Jiang Nanjun's eyes were blurred with tears, his hands trembled, and he wanted to touch her hazy figure in the illusion, but Yun Qing waved his long sleeves again, and the illusion disappeared, and Feng Nie disappeared with it. (To be continued.) )